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Library, Saturday evening

After this morning's adventures in town, Isabel hit the library to start researching. Surely somewhere in the books there was some kind of information about trolls. Every once in a while she'd look out the window and fret at the fighting.

[open for the research folks! Going AFK for about 30 minutes.]

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Yomiko peered out of the office. Wasn't today Saturday? Why were there students in the library? "Isabel? Is something wrong?"

"There are trolls, or at least things that looks amazing troll-like tearing up the town," Isabel explained. "I was thinking that maybe we could find out something about them here in the books."

"Right," Yomiko said. "Wait here."

She went into the librarian's office and returned with a new box of dragon-hide gloves, her briefcase, and the key to Special Collections.

"Any volunteers for Special Collections?" she called as she set the box of gloves down on the table. "This time only, no teacher's note required!"

The briefcase, she didn't set down. In fact, it seemed to be handcuffed to her wrist.

"I think we're more likely to find useful information in there," Isabel said. "I'm in."

"Great," Yomiko said. "Stay near the entrance. From what I've seen in the former librarians' notes, it may move the books we need closer to us in times of crisis anyway. I'm staying out here to organize people." And guard their retreat, if need be, but Yomiko didn't tell her that. She pushed her glasses up her nose and added, "If you find anything you can't read, bring it to me first."

Isabel found a pair of gloves and pulled them on. She's heard enough stories that she's not taking any chances. "Okay, stay near the entrance, bring you what I can't read, and no reading anything aloud." She remembered mummies.

"What?" Yomiko was already reading a book on gnomes. "Sure. If you think it will help."

"Remind me to tell you about the mummies one day," she said as she opened the door.

Briar followed rigth behind her, keeping the librarians word in mind.

Isabel stepped into Special Collections and looked around warily. Stepping over to the nearest rack of books, she read the titles, pleased when they did seem folklore focused. Pulling several books off the shelf, she brought them over to the table nearest the door. "Here Briar, why don't we start with these."

Briar glanced over the titles. "That works. Do we have to read in here?"

"Special Collection books stay in Special Collections," Isabel explained. "They're too dangerous to take out of here."

"Figured as much." Briar began skimming the table's of contest.

"One day when the school's not under attack, remind me to tell you about the mummies and about the stupid spell for lame super powers," she said, skimming rapidly down a page.

Hamlet nodded to Izzy, as he joined the group in Special Collections. "Any suggestion on where to start?"

Isabel pointed towards the shelf, "Those books seem like a good place to start."

Briar snorted. "Sounds fun. Trolls. Anything else I should be looking for?"

"Trolls that are accompanied by girls maybe," she said thoughtfully. "It seemed like a lot of people met strange girls last night."

"So...female trolls that look like girls or things that look like girls and hang out with trolls?"

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Like Briar would turn down an opportunity like that. "Ma'am?"

"Yes?" Yomiko asked him.

"You were looking for volunteers. I'd be glad to help."

"Good." Yomiko tossed him a pair of dragon-hide gloves. "Thank you, Mr..."

"Moss. Briar Moss." Briar easily caught the gloves and put them on, covering his tattoos.

Yomiko was too distracted to even notice the tattoos. She headed to the 'folklore' section and started pulling books off the shelves. "Thank you, Mr. Moss. Stay close to Isabel. Do what she tells you, and don't use this as an excuse to look at porn. If the lights go out, run for the entrance. I don't know what else I can tell you."

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